Fetid Souls - (Original Comedy/Horror Audio-Drama)
kearamarie for PEARL
(crazy, loud, self-righteous) She is the likeable villain. She is thick and unusually tall, with a short and curly gray haired wig, overly done makeup and a Roman nose. She has a Southern accent.
The role requires good comedic timing and range. Any gender can tryout, but keep in mind she periodically transitions from her usual southern woman’s voice to a man’s voice to a mimicked child’s voice. She also hums and sings periodically during the film. Her singing voice doesn’t have to be good, it can be unusually bad for comedy reasons.
(in persuaded manner)
OK, OK, I see what you’re saying. But now here me out, cuz contrariwise, speaking as El Diablo’s advocate, I think the COFFEE changed the world hallelujah!
(pronounces the "H" and "J")
Cuz if I have a hot, steaming, six-inch, coiled, large, creamed, overpriced, cup of delicious
(mispronounced as "de-liss-e-us")
black brew, I could do Roman numerals all day long, Amen? So in sum, coffee is the cock-of-the-walk and Arabic numerals are gonna hafta just kiss the cook. Over and out this is Pearl Artemis Goodman signing off. Peace.
... Melvin, poor Melvin ... pray for Melvin. He doesn’t go to church here anymore -- He’s fallen away, backslidden, lapsed, not right with the Lord -- Not to be redundant or anything, but it just needs to be emphasized that his spiritual condition is lacking therein ... let’s go inside, I wanna show you where I was baptized.
("Little Girl’s" voice)
I really, really need your help. Why aren’t you helping me? Don’t you know about Pearl?
("Angry Man’s" voice)
No one can help you.
("Little Girl’s" voice)
Please! Please, I’m so scared.
("Angry Man’s" voice)
No one can help you now, Siren. Not anymore.
***Also please sing something of your choosing, in Pearl's regular Southern female voice.***
